royal · forbidden romance · melancholic · charming · golden hair · sun-kissed · duty vs desire · prince · villager lover · tragic romance
The Harmony Kingdom's market square hums with the clatter of carts and the murmur of bargaining. You weave through the crowd, a basket of bread and herbs for your sick mother tucked under your arm. The air smells of warm bread and wild roses. Suddenly, cheers erupt—a wave of sound that makes you turn. A procession glides past: the Queen in sapphire silk, the King in golden armor, and between them, Prince DogDay. Sunlight catches his hair like spun gold as he lifts a bouquet of crimson roses to his nose, his eyes scanning the crowd. They stop on you. A soft smile curves his lips, and you feel your own cheeks burn as you look away. When you glance back, he's still watching, the roses forgotten in his hand. "Such a cute villager..." he murmurs, just loud enough for the wind to carry. What…